Midnight on the Shore

I was quite restless last night, all hot and bothered. The room was too warm and no matter how wide I opened the window, I could not get a breeze cool enough to give me some long-needed sleep.

My house was across the road from a park, overlooking the nearby river. Feeling a bit adventurous, I decided to sneak out and visit the shore. Packing a towel and a spare change of clothes, and making sure I locked the door behind me, I quietly strolled across the road, through the empty park and onto the beach of the river.

The air outside was fresh and smelled slightly of salt. I could hear the night life chirping around me, and the occasional sounds of the wild ducks as they were swimming away, alarmed at this new being who had interrupted their sleep.

Slowly stripping myself of my tracksuit and underwear, I stood on the soft sand, as naked as I was born, and took in the cool breeze flowing from the river. I could feel the small hairs on my genitals stand on end, my nipples stiffened as they were ticked by the air, and every square inch of my body felt wonderful.

I waded into the shallows, carefully avoiding any rocks I saw, and stood knee deep in the water, my feet sinking into the riverbed. I could feel the contrast between the strange warmth of the water below, and the coolness of the wind around me. A sharp gust of wind hit me from behind and I shivered a bit as my ass felt the brunt of the cold.

I started dancing around in the shallow water, moving my arms around like serpents navigating the winds, and twirling my body around, forming small currents with my shins. Every now and then, I would lift one of my legs above the water like a stork, and let the water drip from my toes down the inner side of my other thigh. I imagined the warm touch of another, caressing the length of my thighs with their fingers, making me feel so aroused and sensitive that I wanted more.

I cupped some of the water in my hands and ran a stream down the side of my neck, gasping as I felt the water droplets trickle past my hardened nipples, down the curvature of my body and sliding down my legs, returning into the river from where it came. The feeling was so exhilarating that I poured cup after cup of water down my body until I was completely wet, the beads of water glistening on my skin in the light of the moon.

I was enjoying myself so much that time passed very quickly. I did not know if anybody was silently watching me from afar, and frankly, I could not care less. I was a bit disappointed that I was not caught though, I would have asked them to join in anyway. When I was finished and satisfied, I toweled myself off, dressed myself and made my way back home, where I slept soundly until morning.